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Ire stared at us from across the table. “I sort of understand. Sometimes I feel guilty too, but a man has needs, and it’s just sex, right? A release. No real feelings.”
I cocked my head to the side, totally confused. “You don’t have a woman. Do you?” I lowered my gaze to his phone. I’d seen Ire take a kitten to his room. Said kitten left his room not long after. I’d never given it any thought, but now he had me wondering what the hell was going on with him.
“No. Wanna another beer?” He stood, looking uncomfortable.
“Sure,” I replied.
Wolf nodded. “Yeah. Another beer is good.”
I watched Ire lumber away. He sure left in a hurry.
I turned toward Wolf, who stared ahead like he was zoning out. “Do you think he’s hiding a woman?”
He shrugged. “Ire has lots of secrets.”
“Oh yeah? Like what?” I was more curious than before about our new enforcer. He wasn’t promoted to replace Boxer. Storm had said the club was growing, and two enforcers were needed. I was sure he didn’t want to think Boxer was never coming back.
I thought about Wolf’s words. Could Ire be hiding a woman? If he was, why was he having sex with the kittens?
A hand brushed over my shoulder and to my chest. Plump breasts pushed against my back and a warm breath blew on my ear. “You look lonely over here, hot stuff. My God, you’re really bulking out.”
I looked sidelong at Wolf. He narrowed his eyes at the kitten pawing me.
“I’m not interested, Misty.” I removed her hands off me.
She plopped onto the bench in a huff. “But you are lonely.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’m not interested.” Hell yes, I was lonely. I missed my woman and kid. Everyone knew that.
She pouted as she adjusted her tits so they’d nearly fall out of her barely-there bikini top. “What would it take for you to be interested?”
I considered her question.
She was hot, without a doubt. All the kittens were eye candy on steroids. No mere mortal could resist admiring their curves and fake tits when they’d walk by. No guy would look the other way if he entered a room where a porn movie was on television; the eyes naturally wandered toward them.
But I wasn’t into that kind of shit. I wasn’t ever tempted to see what it would be like to be with one of the kittens. And Misty? She had a horrible personality and was conniving. Word had spread through the club that she’d tried to get brothers to fuck her without a condom. She wanted to be an old lady, but trapping a man was the wrong way to do it.
Besides, I had Emilee, my sweet, caring, loving woman who was everything and more I could ever dream of.
Cheesy as hell?
I didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of me. My heart was owned by my blonde beauty.
Misty’s hand went on my thigh. “Dodge…” she whispered into my ear. “What would it take for you to want me?”
I rolled my eyes, brushing her hand off again. Desperate much? It wasn’t my style to be a dick, so I’d let her down easy. “Emilee is all I need or want, Misty. But if for some reason she wasn’t in my life, then”—I shrugged—“who knows.”
“But she’s not in your life,” she bit back, claws out like a feline bitch.
I’d about had enough of her.
Ire appeared with the beers and set them on the table.
I took one. “Thanks, brother.” Then I turned toward Misty as I stood. “It ain’t ever gonna happen, so go find someone else.”
“You’re an asshole. Until you claim a woman in front of the club, you’re free game,” she hissed.
I pointed at her with my thumb as I looked at Ire. “Why do we keep her around?”
